Eric O'Grady

Eric had promised Verity when they'd met that he's show her his Ant Man armour, since she had been an interesting (and cute) person to speak to and given her abilities he figured she wasn't the type to blab about secrets anyway. So they'd met up for a drink close to his place before they'd headed up to his apartment, a somewhat untidy but functional pad which with the games console by the tv and the fridge of easy to make meals showed Eric was relatively comfortable in his single lifestyle, even if he was spending a lot of the time on missions with the Secret Avengers.

Eric smiled at Verity as he motioned to the couch whilst he awkwardly put aside a few things he strewn over it. "It's a little shabby I know but it's home." He was inwardly curious to see what she'd make of the Ant Man suit.

I figured after so long I probably need one of these because its probably good to have some constructive criticism when it comes to playing characters. So post here if you want to make any sensible suggestions for Eric. Petty comments will be deleted since I want valid suggestions.

Eric had felt lucky to get out of the Triskeleon chaos intact. So apparently SHIELD had been totally comprised by HYDRA, the Red Skull's old Nazi run dudes, so all at once he found that one of his best friends was a double agent and had watched his other best friend get gunned down at point blank range. Naturally Eric hadn't wanted to join any of the dead - including Colonel Fury, christ - and had no idea if one could now trust Hill, Garrett, Barton, Sitwell or Hand anymore, so he did the thing SHIELD agents aren't entirely expected to do.

Run for it.

The labs had been a logical place since they were just two floors away from the carnage inflicted by the HYDRA forces in the Briefing rooms. And inside one of the sealed compartments he'd found it, marked for the Fridge. Prototype G.I. Ant Man Armour, Mark V, built in the 60's by a man named Doctor Hank Pym, adapted via SHIELD and Stark Tech for a new generation, currently untested. When Eric stuck it on he'd expected some mild version of the Iron Man armour, only to find that it was quite different when he suddenly found himself a quarter of an inch tall and the lab now quite gigantic.

So when HYDRA forces broke in and Eric realised they were after all the cool stuff, he figured out the controls - Pym Particles, apparently - and in about two minutes SHIELD forces would find twelve prone HYDRA agents and a missing Ant Man suit.

Since that time, Eric had been in hiding, using his suit to undertake mild, if admitively morally dubious, crimes of getting petty cash from a number of places, just to keep alive. As time passed he found that the suit was particularly useful in letting him satisify his one big flaw - a interest in women. He'd often been interested in all sorts of ladies at SHIELD from the low grade SHIELD rookies to the upper ranks of Commander Maria Hill, Natasha Romanoff, Victoria Hand and Stephannie Rogers, aka Captain America. And when you could be half an inch tall, or even microscopic in height, you could see all sorts of women really. Maybe amid all the destruction he'd seen it was making him feel better.

Eric of course had no idea that the remains of SHIELD - as well as HYDRA - were after the Ant Man armour, and no doubt there was confusion as to whether Eric had been working for one side or another. And no idea that they'd sent Steph Rogers to find and locate him. In the mean time Eric had found himself a quiet appartment in Brooklyn on the fifteen floor of an equally quiet building block, using it as a base between his various outings. Coming from the latest of these he zipped up through the open window and landed on the table, considering if to get changed and tidy the place up when the sensors in his helmet detected movement from somewhere down the hallway outside his appartment. He quickly zipped across to the doorhole so he might see who it was.